Freddie and Poppy are married and has one son with another baby on the way. One day, Freddie and Poppy receives a letter of a reunion. Watch out as an unexpected visitor arrives. And see how they would confess. RATED: T. I'm paranoid.

AN: HEY! Hi! How ya doing. I wanted everything to be perfect before I ended my first ever fanfiction!:D Haha... I know it has been a while. But with 11th grade stress from the school I AM IN. You just don't know what to expect. Haha... Anyways.

DISCLAIMER: I wish I owned this movie... But NO! I do not own this movie and I am just a fifteen-year-old so yeah...

Chapter 20: Epilogue

PPOV:

3 months after the accident.

As I stood in front of all sorts of reporters, reporters from news networks, radios, newspapers, teen magazine, and others, I felt some turning from my own tummy. "Mommy, you don't have to do it you know," said Edward who was now 5 years old. I sat next to him, "I don't need to do it, but I want to, always remember that I'm not doing this for me only, I'm also doing this for you, your daddy, and your baby brother," I told him.

"Poppy, four minutes, are you sure you want to do this?" Paulo, my manager, asked. I took a deep breathe in, "Yes," I've been preparing, literally for the whole three months since the incident. I knew that I couldn't keep anything away from the public eye because of those paparazzi pictures that they showed to the public. I was showing, as in, I gained twenty pounds since the incident, and only found out that we were again having a baby boy.

Freddie went near me and hugged my baby bump, "break a leg," he told me. "What do you mean break a leg? You're going there with me, Freddie." I told him. He chuckled, "I know but I'm not going to answer any of the questions asked," he said. "What makes you so sure of that, Attorney Kingsley?" I asked, jokingly. Just then, there was a knock on the door followed by a, "you better get outta there or else the media men are going here and ruin your time."

Freddie and I slowly walked to the stage and he held my hand gently and as I got to the stage, hundreds of flashes had hit me. "If anyone would want to ask some questions, feel free to raise your hands." I informed them and almost all of them were raising it, WOAH they are addicted to knowing how my life is, so I pointed to the media man nearest to me, he quickly stood up, "hi, I am Leo Humphrey, and I would like to ask, Ms. Moore who and how the gentleman is related to you?" He asked so kindly. "Well, the simplest way to answer is that he is Attorney Frederich "Freddie" Kingsley, and my relation to him, uhmmmm..." I was rudely interrupted, "Your lawyer?" I cleared my throat, "No," my husband answered, "I'm Poppy Moore's husband," he said as he kissed my cheek. Oh he was so gorgeous, "yes, he is my husband. I married him when I was twenty years old, before I was even discovered. We met back when I studied in a boarding school, he is the past principal's son. And I am the luckiest girl to be married to such a gentleman." I stated to them.

"According to this photo," the reporter held out a photo of a family picture when we got to London, "you were with a little boy when you got to London, who is he to you?" Asked another reporter. "That little boy has a name and it's Edward Frederich Moore-Kingsley, he is our son and he is currently five years old. He is the sweetest child that you would ever know, currently, I'm expecting a second one, as you might have noticed, and I tried to hide them from you because I didn't want to ruin his childhood by a bunch of paparazzis. That's why I kept my private life a secret," I told them. I left out the part of the kidnapping because I didn't want anymore issues after this.

"Ms. Moore," a reporter stated, "what is the next step for you and your family?" he asked. "Well, if I may," Freddie started. "I feel like because Poppy loves this profession, I think that our family should learn how to handle everything that comes together with her popularity. The scandals, rumors, paparazzis, stalkers, and the obsessed fans that comes along with it," he stated. "And as for me, I think I should learn how to not get jelous when my wife kisses other men for her movies. I am, after all, the jelous type. But just for her happiness, I guess, I should get used to what makes her the Poppy that I love," he stated.

I whispered, "and I thought that you weren't going to answer." He chuckled slightly, "I know but doesn't my opinion count as well?" He asked. "Point well taken, attorney," I said. "Does anyone have any question for Ms. Moore or Atty. Kingsley?" The man from the PA announced. Just then a reporter asked us to tell our story, how we met and how we hooked up. I laughed at that.

"Shall we?" I asked Freddie. He laughed, we told the story, shortly filling in the stories of how I got to Abbey Mount and how we met, the fire incident, the pranks that I did, Matron, and who would forget Harriet. Which was really funny. They are very reason why we were there in the first place and the very reason why we two got together.

After the press conference, we left the studio and headed out to our house. "You did such a great job," I said to Freddie. "Well, if it's not because of my wonderful wife who gives me the inspiration and my sons who gives me the strength to do what I do best," he said. "But you've got to admit, media is quite annoying," he added. I laughed at that statement. We got to our house and Freddie carried Edward to his room. I slowly got inside our house, funny how it was dark. I turned on the light and there was a big SURPRISE that waited for me. And then there was the whole crew. "Would we leave you behind on a big day like this?" Jossie asked. "Of course not," I said. This was gonna be one hell of an adventure.

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